Another scorcher outside meant another day of indoor play as car seat baby really can’t cope with this sticky heat.

We decided instead to cool off by cranking up the oven and work for hours colouring two packages of Shrinky Dinks Hanna received for her birthday.

Hanna: Why are they called Shrinky Dinks Mom?

Me: Well, I guess because they shrink.

Ellie: What’s a Dink?

There it was.

Me: It means, double income no kids.

Ellie: Huh.

After loading the oven with the first batch,

Hanna: Wow Mom. Those dinks sure are shrinking!

Ellie: My dink is shrinking the fastest!

My dink was shrivelling in the corner of the pan but there was really no need to verbalize it to the crowd.

In an instant, I was in the middle of the Schwetty balls sketch on SNL.